We chatted about our lives growing up, she's not from money so she had a tough life especially when her sister was born, she has a rare genetic disorder, it sounds like it was rough on the family, she started modelling and making decent money but the older her sister gets the more the bills are adding up so she needed bigger paying modelling contracts, she also had a wild streak in Russia and one designer would not work with her anymore, unfortunately, he was the biggest higher-paying one, it left her in huge financial trouble.
I told her all about my fuck up's from crashing a brand new Lamborghini into a pole, that ended up on the news, public breakups that end up in the news, snorting cocaine at celeb parties and clubs that are always in the news, drunken brawls, indecent exposure, the list is endless, my parents had a hard time with me and to be honest, I've only just gotten my shit together and did a stint in rehab, my problem is cocaine, I just need to avoid cocaine, I can drink in moderation but if I get drunk the first thing I want is a line of cocaine. I now enjoy a glass of wine or cold beer in the evening at home and avoid drinking at social events completely. There is no cocaine in my home and security knows who my dealers were so even if I were to order some they won't let it pass the gate.
Talking to Anya comes easy, she is very touchy-feely, she has touched my arm or leg several times during our funnier side of our conversation but it's still too hard to read, she has amazing green eyes and she holds eye contact so well. Her smile, even her laugh draws me in, she's perfect. If this was a date I would already have made my move, it's just too hard to know what's the right way to proceed here. We have eaten quite a lot of the cheese, fruit, and crackers and we are on the second bottle of wine.
"Anya do you like hot tubs, I was thinking we could finish this bottle in the hot tub, unwind after your very long flight maybe, your neck, is it stiff from the flight, I noticed you rubbing it a few times?"
"Yes, you are very observant Alexi, yes I slept on the flight but my neck has a creek in it"
"I'm good at massages, maybe I could help you with it?"
"Sure, I'll just go get into some swimwear"
She leaves to change, ok even I can't deny that's flirting, or is it?, god damn it, I was engaged to Tammy for two years and faithful, now I don't know how to flirt anymore, I don't know what is just being polite and what's a come on and there is a slight culture barrier, she is European, I know things are very different in her culture, I half grew up there but never dated there. She comes down in a beautiful bikini, wearing an open robe, she looks amazing, I'm already starting to get hard, shit, I need to go change into swimwear as well, I have brought our glasses and wine to the tub and set it up,
"you go on ahead I'll be there in a minute"
I got changed, she is already in, wow, I don't know how I'm going to calm myself down. I get into the tub and sit opposite her, the water is at 37 degrees and the jets are on high, the pressure is amazing against our muscles. Anya makes a moaning noise as the jets ease her aching neck and I'm nursing a semi, Jesus I feel like some horny teenager.
"I think you promised a massage Alexi, I would like that very much" she smiled, but it was a cheeky smile,
"I always keep my promises Anya" I make my way over and get her to sit in front of me, she leans back into me, and I'm struggling, I massage her neck and shoulders, and she is making the most delicious moans, and I think I'm safely reading the right signals, I move my hand towards the front of her neck right along her breast bone, she smiles, ok I'm definitely reading the right signals, I begin to lower my hands, over her breasts, she sucks in a breath and leans further into me, kissing her neck and circling her nipples, she is breathing deeper, and moans even more, yes this is going to be a fun night.